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ROLLING STONE: ¡TRE! 4 STARS

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Green Day's three-album run this year began with the exhilarating, all-aboard-for-funtime blast of ¡Uno!, and now it ends with a symphonic long goodbye. ¡Tré! picks up where its predecessor, ¡Dos!, left off: with a nod to soul pioneer Sam Cooke. "Brutal Love" channels Cooke's "Bring It on Home to Me," and its strings and Memphis-style horns deliver grandeur and depth to the song's erotic desperation. The strings return for ¡Tré!'s closing song, "The Forgotten," a five-minute piano ballad that unfolds like a lost track from the second side of Abbey Road. "Don't look away from the arms of love," Billie Joe Armstrong sings, as he brings the trilogy in for a sweet, soft landing.

It's telling that Green Day's effort to pare back after a decade of rock-opera ambitions led to a three-LP meditation on the meaning of rock music right now. On ¡Tré!, the references mount up: Iggy, the Who, the Clash, R.E.M., Bowie, the Stones and so on. Can everything that once seemed so vital really be receding into history? Armstrong's recent onstage meltdown and visit to rehab only lend that question unsettling personal force. These three albums answer those concerns with a resounding No! No band this sprawling, untamable and sheer fun is going anywhere.

Green Day's three-album run this year began with the exhilarating, all-aboard-for-funtime blast of ¡Uno!, and now it ends with a symphonic long goodbye. ¡Tré! picks up where its predecessor, ¡Dos!, left off: with a nod to soul pioneer Sam Cooke. "Brutal Love" channels Cooke's "Bring It on Home to Me," and its strings and Memphis-style horns deliver grandeur and depth to the song's erotic desperation. The strings return for ¡Tré!'s closing song, "The Forgotten," a five-minute piano ballad that unfolds like a lost track from the second side of Abbey Road. "Don't look away from the arms of love," Billie Joe Armstrong sings, as he brings the trilogy in for a sweet, soft landing.

It's telling that Green Day's effort to pare back after a decade of rock-opera ambitions led to a three-LP meditation on the meaning of rock music right now. On ¡Tré!, the references mount up: Iggy, the Who, the Clash, R.E.M., Bowie, the Stones and so on. Can everything that once seemed so vital really be receding into history? Armstrong's recent onstage meltdown and visit to rehab only lend that question unsettling personal force. These three albums answer those concerns with a resounding No! No band this sprawling, untamable and sheer fun is going anywhere.

Tre come as best at the end. After all that words about how much Green Day changes, or Green Day no more, this trilogy is a big satisfaction. And, at the end, Green Day stay as a winner against shadow called Dookie. But I´m sure, this is not their last great project. Green Day is a legend.

Thank you Billie, Mike, Tre and Jason. Words can't express what this album means to me; I've just listened to it all the way through and all I can say is 'wow'. You've pinpointed each and every emotion in my mind and placed them to this magical album. Thank you, thank you, thank you.